Any residual awkwardness from her earlier conversational sidestep is swept away in the wake of his reply, which leaves her wide-eyed in admiration. But those same eyes fill with distress as she considers the consequences of his altruistic act. "Oh, Reynard... what happened after that? Were they afraid of you? Did you have to leave immediately?"
What did she say to earn such a smile? He must be looking forward to her cooking. She hopes she can live up to his expectations. "You let me worry about that," she says, still bubbling with excitement. "I can do an internet search the next time I'm here."
There was a bad stretch on New Caprica where she was about as filthy as she'd ever been, and the thought of having lice on top of that is simply too much. At least Reynard is getting a good chuckle out of her reaction.
"Of course." She fusses a bit with the empty plates, stacking them, before finally standing and coming around the table to his side. "You'll be all right until I see you again?"
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What did she say to earn such a smile? He must be looking forward to her cooking. She hopes she can live up to his expectations. "You let me worry about that," she says, still bubbling with excitement. "I can do an internet search the next time I'm here."
There was a bad stretch on New Caprica where she was about as filthy as she'd ever been, and the thought of having lice on top of that is simply too much. At least Reynard is getting a good chuckle out of her reaction.
"Of course." She fusses a bit with the empty plates, stacking them, before finally standing and coming around the table to his side. "You'll be all right until I see you again?"